Help! I don't want to be the female lead

First and foremost, this is a work of fiction, and no correlation should be made with living people or incidents. The author doesn't support any of the ideology or the relationship— friendship or romantic— being presented in this story. This was merely written for entertainment sake, not to be followed and used as an ideal. There are many things that are wrong in this novel morally, and therefore, don't let this novel influence you.   A sharp pain went through her back, and a cry escaped from her mouth the moment she opened her eyes. Tears started to form at the corner of her eyes.   This sudden development managed to surprise Park Seraphine. Taken aback, she opened her eyes, and, raising her hand, wiped away the tears that accumulated at the corner of her eyes.   That's when, her hands fell into her line of sight, and a gasp escaped from her mouth when she realized how small they appeared.    '

Without anyone excluded, starstruck expressions and gasps spread through the room. Few in the room had difficulty believing what they heard; Clayton was the prime example of that. Due to the immense shock, he let out of her cheeks and blinked his eyes multiple times before her, unable to understand the situation. Once the shock was gone from their faces, the maids were in awe with their young lady. Seeing her stand up for herself and say those mature words for the first time managed to strike them at their heartstrings. Everyone present wanted to see this continue further. "Yah! Why are you acting—" "Don't put your hand on my shoulder," she voiced out, "Since you abused me until this age, I am still shaken up in your presence." The earlier words were somewhat acceptable, but this time around, they couldn't believe it further. How did a docile child lear

"Ugh," a moan escaped from her lips. All parts of her body ached tremendously, and a lack of energy hit her. Feeling fatigue, she had a hard time trying to open her eyes. When she barely managed to lift her eyelids, the hazy view of the white ceiling fell into her line of sight and wondered what had happened to her. Could it be that she had finally woken up from that horrendous dream? Not caring about how weak she currently felt, she wanted to confirm that. That's why, pushing her hands on the bed, she wanted to sit up. But before she was barely able to lift her body, she collapsed. "Seraphine Dear, you are finally awake!"  A soft voice, filled with relief, entered into her ears. Finding the voice to be unknown, she slowly turned her head and took in the appearance of the blurry woman. After blinking couple of times, her vision started to clear up.

Baffled and aggravated— those were the perfect words to describe Seraphine's emotions right then. There was no way both of them would stay beside her for that long. Calming herself with the thought of how impatient Lyle's personality was— which meant that he would leave soon— she decided to keep on the act for a little longer despite of how uncomfortable it was. °°° A yawn escaped from Seraphine's mouth as she opened her eyes. It appeared that while she was waiting for the boys to leave, she had accidently drifted off to sleep. Feeling refreshed after that nap, she stretched her hands, and her body felt barely uncomfortable. Although the story took place at the ancient setting, it seemed that they were quite effective when it came to medicine. This worked almost as good as modern day digestive medicine. Wearing a smile on her fac

Now that she was at a brighter mood, Seraphine did not hold herself back anymore and started to point towards some of the food on the table. A wide grin formed on her face while she said, "I want to have that soup and that too." Seeing how Edward was complying to her and feeding her whatever she desired for made her much more enthusiastic. Although he was slightly clumsy with his hand, she let it pass for the sake that he was taking the initiative to feed her. Yes, it was probably embarrassing for her sixteen year old self, but now that she was at the body of a child, she did not find herself minding this. Unbeknownst to her, two boys watched the girl eat through the slight opening on the door, and relief was present in their eyes. Clayton shook his head and ran his hand through his hair while he leaned against the wall. He then expressed, "She is such a hand